Chapter 275: The Lady of the Marquisate vs. the Younger Prince 18
Sometimes Fang Ping really wanted to smack the old lady to death with a stick!
But the old marquis was sentimental and said that a man should not divorce his wife after having shared his hardships. Even though the old lady had repeatedly made a fool of herself in the capital and had harmed the old marquis's children in the backyard, the old marquis had no intention of divorcing her.
The old marquis risked his life to gain his military merits and title, but in the end he had no one to succeed him, leaving only Liang Wanzhou, who was incapable of establishing himself.
Fang Ping still remembered the beauty from the Western Regions awarded by the late emperor. She seemed to be a princess of a small country in the Western Regions. At that time, the Western Regions were in chaos, with wars everywhere and small countries being destroyed every day. The old marquis helped that small country to avenge its revenge, and the beauty followed the marquis wholeheartedly.
It’s a pity that she was so beautiful but had a tragic life, leaving behind only this one offspring.
Fang Ping almost forgot about Liang Er. What use could a fool be? He spent all his attention on Liang Wanzhou, but it was a pity that Liang Wanzhou still failed to become a talent.
When he suddenly saw Liang Er today, he suddenly realized that the old marquis had another son! And he didn't seem so stupid anymore.
Fang Ping was extremely excited. He strode forward, lifted up Liang Er's arm, and said with a big laugh, "Come on, fight with me."
Liang Er was like a nimble monkey. He turned over and ran away, easily escaping from Fang Ping's grasp.
He climbed up the osmanthus tree in the yard and stared down at Fang Ping with a stern expression:
"Who are you? Are you in the same group as this old woman? Do you believe I will kill you too?"
Fang Ping thought back to when the old marquis was young. They were all soldiers at that time, and the old marquis was also so agile. As a scout, he was always the first to notice the enemy coming, and he reported the news faster than anyone else.
Fang Ping smiled as if he was coaxing a child, "She and I are not in the same group. Your father and I are in the same group. Do you still remember your father?"
The old marquis was away fighting for many years, and Liang Er didn't have much impression of his biological father. He only remembered that he was very tall and looked a bit fierce, but every time his father came back, he could live a comfortable life for a while.
"He's already dead. He didn't have time to care about me when he was alive. What on earth do you want to do?"
Fang Ping grabbed Liang Er's ankle and pulled him down from the tree. "Little boy, don't keep talking about life and death. You did inherit the old marquis's bravery, but you learn martial arts to defend your country, not for your own selfish desires."
Liang Er rolled on the ground and stared at Fang Ping vigilantly. He had an animal-like alertness. When Fang Ping rushed over, he pounced on him first and pinned Fang Ping under him.
"I see, you want to fight me, right?"
Liang Er glanced at Ji Yunhuan in the corridor and asked obediently, "Sister, can this be killed?"
Ji Yunhuan held his forehead and said, "No! This is the capital city. We have laws above and officials below. We can't kill people casually! Don't ask such questions again in the future, or you will be arrested. Besides, Uncle Fang is a good man, so he must not be killed!"
Liang Er said "Oh". He thought he was very smart. Since he couldn't kill people casually, he might as well kill them quietly.
That old, evil woman killed so many people, but no one ever caught her.
But what Ji Yunhuan said must be right, so he would not kill Uncle Fang.
After all, Uncle Fang had practiced and was very experienced. He was stunned for just a moment before hitting Liang Er in the stomach and escaping easily.
An old man and a young man were fighting in the yard. Sand and stones were flying everywhere, and large pieces of flowers and trees fell down. Two lanterns in the yard were swept down. Fortunately, the moonlight above their heads was getting brighter and brighter, so Ji Yunhuan could see the situation in the yard clearly.
Liang Er was very strong and fought entirely on instinct, and gradually he fell into a disadvantage.
Fang Ping became more and more shocked as the fight went on. He discovered that Liang Er was rapidly learning his moves, and each of his punches and kicks were more powerful and methodical.
So Fang Ping fought more seriously. He really wanted to know Liang Er's limit.
Liang Er was kicked and flew into the osmanthus tree, spitting out a mouthful of blood. He wiped the corner of his mouth nonchalantly, his eyes were surprisingly bright, the blood in his body was boiling, and he ignited endless fighting spirit.
"Come again! I don't believe I can't beat you!"
The two of them were fighting again. Ji Yunhuan was terrified and couldn't help but remind them loudly:
"Uncle Fang, please show mercy. After all, he is the son of the old marquis. Don't hurt him."
Fang Ping originally just wanted to fight, but Liang Er was like a firecracker, ignited at the slightest touch, and had no way of restraining himself, and even he was led to lose his composure.
"Okay! That's it!"
Fang Ping used a lot of skill to push Liang Er away, but Liang Er still held on to him and pulled off half of his sleeve, leaving deep scratches on his arm.
Liang Er fell to the ground, then rushed over and kicked Fang Ping again, holding his head high and said arrogantly:
"Humph! I hit you one more time, so I win!"
Fang Ping: “…………” This unlucky child!
Ji Yunhuan couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Although Liang Er still has some childish mentality, he speaks clearly and has normal thinking. What's more rare is that he is born with supernatural powers and has a talent for martial arts, which is really an unexpected surprise.
She only had one enlightenment pill, and many parts of the magical panel were gray and could not be moved. The only things she could use were the colorful props.
The little princess was not even fourteen years old, while Liang Er was nearly twenty years old. His exact age was unclear, he didn't even have a name, and no one could remember his date of birth.
That's why she gave the elixir to the little princess. Now that Liang Er has regained consciousness, she is very happy.
The old lady had just run to the door of the main room, but before she had time to hide inside, she was pulled out by Liang Er.
Liang Er dragged the old lady back and felt that her noise was really annoying, so he grabbed some dirt from the flower bed and stuffed it into the old lady's mouth.
"It's a pity there's no horse manure here. We'll have to make do with this so as to avoid stinking my sister."
The maids in the yard had already run away when the two men were fighting. Liang Er was a madman. They were afraid of the old lady, but they didn't want to be beaten to death by Liang Er.
The old lady cried out to the sky or the earth, but no one answered. Her screams were stuck in her throat and she rolled her eyes in pain.
Uncle Fang felt that Liang Er was really going too far, so he advised: "After all, she is your stepmother. If you really kill her, this matter will not end well. It's enough. You still have injuries on your body. Let the doctor take a look."
Liang Er hung the old lady upside down on the tree, and pushed the water tank with water lilies in the corner of the courtyard over to her. He used too much force and two streams of blood flowed from his nose.
Liang Erman wiped it off nonchalantly and said confidently: "I'm fine! I won't kill her. How can she bully me and the maidservants around my sister? I want her to have a taste of this."
"Gulp gulp..." The old lady was pushed into the water, her legs tied and hung on a tree, her hands tied behind her back, she shook her head wildly, occasionally popping her head up to breathe, coughing violently twice, but soon she could not hold on and sank again.
Liang Er clapped his hands vigorously and laughed, "It's fun! It's really fun!"
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